Американская трагедия

Chapter 3

           Wecanonlypraynow,andhope,morning,noonandnight,thatnoevilwillbefallher.Iwishshehadn’tdonethat,"sheadded,quiteoutofkeepingwiththerestofherstatementandreallynotthinkingofthechildrenaspresentatall—justofEsta.

           ButAsa!

           Suchafather,asClydeoftenthought,afterwards.

           Apartfromhisownmisery,heseemedonlytonoteandbeimpressedbythemoresignificantmiseryofhiswife.Duringallthis,hehadstoodfoolishlytooneside—short,gray,frizzled,inadequate.

           "Well,blessedbethenameoftheLord,"heinterpolatedfromtimetotime."Wemustkeepourheartsopen.Yes,wemustn’tjudge.Wemustonlyhopeforthebest.Yes,yes!PraisetheLord—wemustpraisetheLord!Amen!Oh,yes!Tst!Tst!Tst!"

           "Ifanyoneaskswheresheis,"continuedMrs.Griffithsafteratime,quiteignoringherspouseandaddressingthechildren,whohaddrawnnearher,"wewillsaythatshehasgoneonavisittosomeofmyrelativesbackinTonawanda.Thatwon’tbethetruth,exactly,butthenwedon’tknowwheresheisorwhatthetruthis—andshemaycomeback.Sowemustnotsayordoanythingthatwillinjureheruntilweknow."

           "Yes,praisetheLord!"calledAsa,feebly.

           "Soifanyoneshouldinquireatanytime,untilweknow,wewillsaythat."

           "Sure,"putinClyde,helpfully,andJuliaadded,"Allright."

           Mrs

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